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Andres The Giant

December 11, 2011

Back in the heady, early days of 2011 when this blog was coated in virtual afterbirth and the confetti had scarcely been swept off Market Street, I wrote a post about Andres Torres. Here’s what I said:

It’s tempting to say Andres Torres sums up the Giants’ 2010 season, but that’s actually backwards. The Giants’ 2010 season sums up Andres Torres … Of all the improbable storylines — and there were many — Torres’s is the most improbable, and it isn’t even close. Career minor leaguers on the wrong side of 30 don’t suddenly morph into arguably the most valuable player on a World Series-winning team.

Now here we are, ten months later, discussing the merits of a deal that cost us Torres and Ramon Ramirez and netted Angel Pagan. On the surface, it’s not a terrible trade; Pagan is basically a slightly younger Torres with a slightly longer track record. In an offseason that’s seen other teams sign Albert Pujols and Jose Reyes while the Giants debate whether to keep Jeff Keppinger or Mike Fontenot, there are bigger things to complain about.

But that’s not really the point, is it? If Torres summed up 2010 — glorious, glistening, nougat-filled 2010 — trading him and a decent reliever for a so-so outfielder and being kinda OK with it sums up 2011. Just a yuck year to be a Giants fan.

Oh, sure, we’ve still got a starting rotation that should be carved into a mountainside, a shiny ballpark and a reasonable chance of contending. There are fans all across this great land who’d give up their commemorative bobbleheads and/or firstborn children for one of those things, let alone all three. So we’re spoiled.

But damn it, this wasn’t how the script was supposed to go. Everyone said the Giants — and Torres — were a flash in the pan. That’s the part in the movie where they pick themselves up off the mat and put a crane kick right in the critics’ smirking Coba Kai faces.

But enough self-pity*. Torres is one of those ex-Giants who I’ll never stop rooting for. Not only did he spark the greatest season in San Francisco history, he also seemed like the genuine article, a guy who was honestly playing for the love of the game and making you forget what a horribly worn-out cliche that is.

Take good care of him, Mets fans. He’s a special dude.

 

* Not really 

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. ernie sandwich permalink
    December 11, 2011 6:45 pm

    yes, el terrible is a great guy, but cannot give him all this f’n man love that everyone is throwing on him. yes he helped to win a ring for the giants but so did ribeye. do not hear the love for him. is it because he bolted to the doggies? .
    el terrible sucked bones last year, and i am so gald not see see him flailing away with his redwood tree bat as our leadoff batter this coming year.
    yes el terrible had a good year two years ago. happy as shit that is he gone. best of luck in the upcoming year el terrible.

  2. December 16, 2011 8:19 pm

    Not sure I get the “El Terrible” thing, musta missed that memo.

    To answer your Uribe question: yes, it is totally because he went to the Dodgers. And?

    Seriously, though: Torres did way more than “help win a ring.” He came out of absolutely nowhere to become arguably the most valuable offensive player on the team and one of the best leadoff hitters in the league, at 30-plus, after a non-career in the minors. That’s like Halley’s Comet rare.

    Plus, did you see the Showtime series? Dude works out by chucking cinder blocks. How can you be unmoved?

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